by LSF Publications
by Bill Board
Lori Jennings was concerned. Her 21-year-old daughter, Carolyn, was involved with a young man named Jamie. Heavily involved. Doing the things with him that 21-year-old girls do with their boyfriends. It looked as though 23-year-old Jamie might be joining the Jennings family pretty soon.
Overall, Lori liked the young fellow. Carolyn could do a lot worse, she figured. But Jamie had a major failing - Lori believed that he was an inveterate snoop.
Lori could feel Jamie's wheels turning constantly behind his intelligent brown eyes and he was always probing - always curious - always sticking his handsome nose in where it didn't belong. These nosy characteristics, combined with a touch of arrogance, grated at her. Yes, Jamie was a little too full of himself. The boy needed his comeuppance and she knew it. She just wasn't sure how to provide it.
His snooping bothered her deeply. She had a secret or two of her own and she didn't want young Jamie to know any of them. That's why we call them secrets.
But Jamie was insufferable, always probing, trying to find out what she was up to and Lori was 'up to' something that she surely didn't want to share with Jamie. You see, Lori had a spanking fetish.
It was her deepest, darkest secret. It was such a deep secret in fact; she had never even overtly discussed it with her husband, Calvin. She had probed him enough to figure out that he was a 'pure vanilla', which means he attached no sexual significance to spanking, and was not much interested in the topic at all.
Thanks to the internet, though, Lori had recently expanded her horizons. Out of curiosity, she had typed 'spank' into Google and was amazed at what came up. She found that there were many sites that linked people with the interest and permitted them to 'chat' with one another, either in a blog format or one-to-one. She had found a person with a spanking interest that mirrored hers in uncanny detail and they had become pen pals, discussing all aspects of their spanking interest.
He called himself 'Bill' and Lori called herself 'Hannah'. Neither of them knew the other's real name and they had agreed they'd never ask. They were both 'very married' and totally devoted to their respective spouses, but Bill's wife was vanilla also. Part of what they chatted about were strategies for discussing their interest with their spouses and getting them engaged in meeting their unusual needs.
Lori made no secret to Calvin that she had an internet pen pal named Bill. She told Calvin many 'vanilla' details about 'Bill' and Calvin and Bill had even exchanged e-mails on some safe topics. Since she couldn't even broach the topic of spanking with Calvin, she surely wasn't ready for him to know that she chatted about it with Bill. It wasn't that Calvin had anything to worry about - he didn't - it's just that she wasn't ready to discuss this side of herself with anyone she was ever going to meet face-to-face.
Both Bill and Lori were busy people and they didn't have much time available for chatting. The brief times she did have were often being monitored and intruded upon by snoopy Jamie. If Bill's name popped up on her IM screen, Jamie would soon be moving to try to see what they wrote to one another.
Lori was too sharp, though, and when Jamie would start to pry, she would pop Bill a 'code' to tell him to clean up the chat - but vanilla chat was not what she needed Bill for.
Lori began to wonder what lengths Jamie would go to in order to pry on her privacy. She needed to find out - and she needed to stop him - she just hadn't thought of how, but her mind was working on the problem, and her mind was inventive.
The next evening, a complicated scheme occurred to her. Complicated, but ingenious. Calvin owned a company that sold and installed security devices, and Lori had learned a lot about such things.
She was watching a TV show about how police had tracked down a convenience store robber from a surveillance video just like Calvin sold and installed, and she smiled to herself. She wondered why she hadn't already thought of this.
The next time she was alone, she gathered a mini-camera and a laptop with surveillance software from Calvin's workshop and brought them into the house. She hid the camera on a bookshelf, pointed it at her computer desk and connected it via a long wire to the surveillance laptop which she placed in her room. She smiled and when she and Calvin got in bed that night she turned the conversation to young Jamie and his snoopiness.
Calvin agreed he was way too nosy and a little bit arrogant, but said, "There's nothing you can do about it. Besides, Carolyn wouldn't accept that he's nosy. He's perfect in her eyes."
Lori said, "What if I could prove he's a snoop."
Calvin said, "I'm not sure you should. Be careful, Baby, I'm not sure that would make Carolyn happy. What do you have in mind?"
Lori said, "You know Bill - the guy I write to?"
Calvin said, "Sure."
Lori said, "Bill is a cut-up and I think he'd help me. I want to ask him to send me some 'love letters' where he talks about leaving his wife and running off with me."
Calvin snorted, "That's ridiculous."
Lori said, "But, that's the beauty of it, Calvin. I want to leave my mailbox open and leave the 'love letters' where Jamie can find them. I want to see if he's snoopy enough to read them - and more importantly, I want to see what he'd try to do with the information. I want him to prove he's not malicious or something - like a little blackmailer."
Calvin said, "Honey, your wild imagination is one of the reasons I love you. Toy with Jamie all you want if your e-mail friend will play along, but don't forget that Carolyn is who we really care about. She'd better not get hurt out of your little plan." Lori thanked Calvin and kissed him.
The next day, she set up a new e-mail account and wrote her plan to Bill. Bill was amused as she explained it to him, and he agreed to play a role in her little drama.
Each day he wrote Lori some breathless, horny letter. For spice, he included attachments of steamy soft-porn photographs and/or videos to his replies. He made sure that none of them hinted at spanking.
He made it his main theme that they should abandon their spouses and run off to Rio de Janeiro.
She wrote phony letters back every day, and day by day her 'resistance' weakened. She showed the messages to Calvin each night in bed and they often laughed themselves weak.
One night, Calvin raised an eyebrow and said, "Maybe I should worry about this 'Bill'."
Lori kissed his nose and said, "You're so cute. That's why I love you, Calvin."
Bill and Lori had created about two weeks of 'evidence' when her opportunity arose.
Carolyn had to attend a Saturday morning meeting while Calvin was working the whole weekend on an installation for a big new client three hundred miles away and had already left town.
Jamie had come over to see Carolyn before her meeting and she had asked him to just wait around for the three or four hours until she would get back. That left Lori and Jamie alone at the house.
Lori checked her e-mail. Bill had written a particularly 'heavy-breathing' account of how soon he could be ready to 'run off'.
Lori said, "Jamie. I'm going to go for a drive. I've got some important things to think over and I need to clear my mind. Will you be alright by yourself for an hour or so?"
Jamie said, "Oh, sure." Lori intentionally did not sign off from her new account, but left it showing on the screen. She went to her bedroom to change clothes quickly and ensure that the surveillance laptop was turned on and operating, recording all events.
She dressed and went back out to the living room, then out for her 'drive'. She chuckled as she dropped the car into reverse.
She killed about seventy minutes, picking up a shopping list at Wal-Mart. She wanted young Jamie to have plenty of time by himself, but she also wanted plenty of time to confront him before Carolyn was due back.
She arrived at home and Jamie met her at the door.
He was an engaging personality anyway, but he was suddenly nervous and very concerned about Lori. He was very affectionate and he went to great lengths to tell Lori how much she meant to Carolyn and how happy he and Carolyn were to be part of a stable household. He emphasized the word, 'stable'.
It seemed clear that he wanted to say more, but didn't know how. It also seemed clear to Lori that he had swallowed the bait - hook, line and sinker! He was acting just as he would act if he had read Bill's 'love letters' and 'running off' proposals.
She came inside and he followed her. He yammered on about strong families, and Lori just knit her brow and agreed. It was all she could do to hold in her giggles.
She excused herself as quickly as she could and retreated into her bedroom. She locked the door - something else that bothered her - she resented the need to lock the door in her own house.
She stopped the video recording and cued the video to the point where she had told Jamie she was going out. As soon as she had closed the door to her bedroom to change clothes, he had hustled over to the computer screen and verified that she hadn't signed out of her password protected mailbox. He'd even jiggled her mouse to buy himself more time before the screen would require a password.
He had then gone right back where he was when she'd gone to her bedroom and tried to look nonchalant.
"Sneaky boy, Jamie," she thought. "Shame on you."
She watched the video of herself as she came back out from the bedroom and left the house, then she watched Jamie walk toward the window to watch her go. She couldn't see him because he was outside the camera's range, but it was clear that's what he had done. Soon, and hurriedly, Jamie was seating himself in her computer seat.
He began to peruse her e-mails, one by one. Jamie was clearly troubled by everything he saw. He kept reading and shaking his head. At one point, he put his hands to his ears as if he didn't want to hear what she was writing to Bill or Bill to her. She could almost hear his disapproval as he realized she was about to 'run off' with this total stranger. Again, she thought, "Shame on you, Jamie."
He read on, clicking her mouse over and over and filling his prying eyes with dirty details of 'the plan' that was her invention. As he delved deeper into the e-mails, he began to look more than just troubled. Perhaps horny? It became clear that he was interested in the porn attachments old Bill had sent her.
Finally, he stood up, and although his back was to the camera, his hands were busy at the front of his pants. Oh my!
It was very clear what he was doing. Lori deduced he was also switching from photo to photo or video to video. He reached his happy ending in living black and white, right on her PC screen. The picture was 'low tech', not high quality, but it could be evidence in any court, including the court of Carolyn.
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